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àðé îåëø ìäí äáééùðéí àåîõ. àðé îåëø ìäí äáåããéí çáøä. àðé îåëø ìäï äøâéìåú ÷öú àù áòéðééí åìëåìí. ìëì äîùòîîéí àðé îåëø ÷öú ÷ñí, åàó àçã ìà éâéã ìà òáåø îðä ùì ÷ñí, ëôåì òì ä÷øç.
ëì àçã åîä ùäåà öøéê. ìàå ãåå÷à îä ùäåà øåöä. áøéí äí òñ÷ çùåê ëé àó àçã ìà øåöä ìøàåú àú äôøöåó ùì äùèï ëùäåà çåúí òì äðùîä ùìå.
á÷éöåø, àúä îåëø ìäí ùçîú äëáã åîåëø ìòöîê ùàúä îåëø çìåîåú.
÷éù÷åù î÷åù÷ù.
àçøé ùîåðä ùðéí áçéé äìéìä, áàøéí, îåòãåðéí åîñéáåú ùëììå àôèø âí,
îìäéåú îìöø, áøîï, ãåøîï, èáç åìôòîéí âí ùåèó ëìéí,
ãøê ñîéí, àìëåäåì, úéâøåú åëì ñåâé äðùéí ùø÷ àôùø ìîöåà...
àðé îøùä ìòöîé ìåîø ìê, ùìà ø÷ ùàúä ìà îåëø çìåîåú,
àôéìå àùìéåú àúä ìà îöìéç ìîëåø.
ìê ì÷åôä, úá÷ù àú äëñó çæøä åöà îäñøè, îãò-áãéåðé æä ìà áùáéìê.
àå ëîå ùàåîøéí äçáøéí - Limp Bizkit
hey man wake up and smell the concrete
strange to see you've changed like the LB
could be identity crisis but I can't buy this
reality bites but that's what life is
pitiful you, your hideous behavior
hate what God gave ya, fakin all the flava
artificial minds seekin out the new trends
get in where you fit in
quit thinkin like a has-been diggin in my culture
let me let your punks know I'm an old school soldier
with the funk flow
a damn shame you wanna change yourself
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